Rules - Rekover Jet: Şarkı Sözleri, Müzik Videoları ve Konserler

Rules

90

Hip-Hop/Rap

Rules adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Rekover tarafından 21 Mart 2025 tarihinde yayınlandıRules - Single

Şarkı Bilgileri

AlbümRules - Single

Çıkış Tarihi21 Mart 2025

FirmaRekover

LanguageEnglish

Melodiklik

Akustiklik

Valence

Dans Edilebilirlik

Enerji

BPM107

GENEL BAKIŞ

ŞARKI SÖZLERI

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Rekover Jet

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Rekover Jet

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Reeks 6narle

Producer

Şarkı sözleri

I don't follow rules (Yeah)

Yeah, I moved on then covered up my wounds (Covered up my wounds)

Damn, kicked 'em out, I watched 'em pick and choose

Yeah (Choose), I get the impression I can't lose (Yeah)

Roll these stocks up, I got extra

All these opps don't want no pressure

You want smoke? Get put on stretchers

I do what I want, no lectures, yes (Lectures)

Don't think you gon' stand for what I trust or what I treasure

I just cut 'em off for pleasure

My Rolls slide, this shit electric, yeah

I fell in love with the bucks (Bucks)

I know not to love her too much (Too much)

I know I don't gotta struggle for nothin' (Yeah)

Got myself when it is all said and done (Oh yeah)

Had to work to give 'em all what they want

Promise, I've been sheddin' blood, not a stunt (Yeah)

You don't know me, get the fuck out the way

I done ran up out of fun shit to say (Oh yeah)

I cannot stop living this shit

I just wanna digital dash it (Yeah, yeah)

Slime business, I don't need they claim, slatt

Why would I put trust in your ho?

Oh yeah, why would I put trust in these bitches? (Yeah)

I just wanna count up the digits (Count up the digits)

Go 100 for 100, let's get it

I know that my brother, he slidin', he with it (Oh yeah)

Fuck **** meet the sword, meet the blade

When I rest, I get a loss, or they take

Momma, I've been on the road for the cake

I don't got nobody but me, solo (Solo)

You bitch my ex, a no-no (Ex, a no-no)

Get back, I don't do the photos (Oh yeah)

I've been one, you better know, though

I've been one, you gotta show up (Oh yeah)

I've been 'bout puttin' this score up (Score up)

Yeah, this Percocet making me throw up (Bleh)

He just don't like me, then so what?

Gas on me leave a odor (Odor)

This opp cop, I got on old stuff (On old stuff)

This black truck, this not a Rover, baby, passed that up, then it's over (Oh)

They masked up, tryna get over, uh, we catch you, better not be sober (Oh)

This bitch say she wanna leave, okay, I had to hit her with, "So what?" (Yeah, so what?)

My old friends, I had to move on, on my dick, get a lil' older, yeah

My old ho, I had to grew all on, now I got a bag, I'ma show her (Yeah, yeah)

I don't follow rules (Yeah; Follow rules)

Yeah, I moved on then covered up my wounds (Covered up my wounds)

Damn, kicked 'em out, I watched 'em pick and choose

Yeah (Choose), I get the impression I can't lose (Yeah, yeah; Yeah, yeah)

Roll these stocks up, I got extra

All these opps don't want no pressure (Yeah, yeah)

You want smoke? Get put on stretchers

I do what I want, no lectures, yes (Lectures)

Don't think you gon' stand for what I trust or what I treasure

I just cut 'em off for pleasure

My Rolls slide, this shit electric, yeah

Written by: Rekover Jet

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